A city of dirt and dust,
A breeze rolls in, I'm taken with the gust
Where am I today?
Where will I be tomorrow?

The clock is moving ever faster,
I hear blurred words and fast-forward laughter
What am I doing?
What does it mean?

Their fast voices and unfocused faces,
Pointing their fingers in different places
Who are they to chose?
Who am I to obey?

Walking away from the place where I grew,
It's become too small to hide here with you
How much has it changed?
How much have I changed?

The future holds something for me,
Things I don't know, the things that might be
When will I know?
When will I see?

Stumbling around with a dazed expression
Trying to find my bearings, a different direction
Why do I feel so aged?
Why does this feel okay?